New York, New York (in BW)

There are some books that are written out of order– they start somewhere in the middle and piece together the various strands of the story into a woven tapestry of scenes, pictures, and images.  Not every moment is recorded, and not every scene is explained, but it all becomes one cohesive whole at the end […]

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O Brother, Where Art Thou?

These are my brothers. We hang out.  We have a good time.  We look alike.  Our favorite pastime is sending awkwardly close-up selfies to each other in group texts. The one on the left is older.  The one on the right is younger.  I’m the oldest.  The youngest just turned 21.  So they came to […]

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Last Summer Hurrah (in Napa, CA)

From a technical, Western standpoint, summer is still here.  The autumn equinox isn’t occurring for another seven days.  A week. Yet it already feels like fall.  The days are crisp, and the everything feels fragile and delicate.  I grow melancholy in the evenings as the shadows grow long too soon.  Long days shorten.  Nights grow […]

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